This isn't the tale of the blood thirsty elf who declared war on humanity. No, this is the tale of Prince Nuada, my brother. If you want to know the stories of his glorious battles, I suggest you look elsewhere. The archives perhaps? I thought it to be wise to gather some of my favorite tales, and write them down for you. I loved my twin brother very much, and I believe that this side of him deserves to be told.
We were born on the night of the Red Moon. This is an elfin holiday, the day when our dead is permitted to return. It is much like All Hollow's Eve, and rumor has it that humans gained the tradition from us. Twins are a rarity among our race, a set is born every thousand years, thus making our birth even more of a celebration. Sadly, though two days later our mother passed on. Elf women were not made to deliver twins. Our father was so heart broken, that he did not remarry, even though he was advised to do so. Instead our father confided in my brother and I, and we formed a very close bond, and I find this is a good place to begin the tale.
"No peaking Nuada! That's cheating!" I yelled at him. He was always sneaky, and I was always the one to put him back in order.
"Run and hide Nuala." He said. He began counting again, and I turn and ran into the Forest Eire. The trees whispered in this forest, which was good and bad. They would give you a great hiding place, but they would also give you away.
"This way Princess, I have a large canopy that will cover you." A tree whispered.
"No, this way!" Said another. "Your brother will never find you inside my hollow, you are small enough."
I have learned to ignore them. Though they mean well, they can never keep a secret. I saw a old log and quickly scurried inside of it. It wasn't to long afterwards that I heard my brother's footsteps approaching.
"I know you're around here Nuala, I can sense that much from you." He said. I held my breath. I could see his feet walk by the log.
"Alright Nuala, come out from the log." He peered inside. I frowned.
"That is not even fair! How did you know I was inside here? You didn't even look inside!" I whined while climbing out from the log. He smiled as I brushed off my dress.
"It is a brother's instinct. I need it in order to protect you little sister." He took my hand and we began to walk deeper into the forest.
"You are two minutes older Nuada, two minutes! I don't call that being older." I was still frowning.
"It is two minutes of wisdom I will always have. Now come on, you have to help me find father!" We ran into the thick trees, giggling all the way. For being seven we were awfully clever, and Run and Hide was our favorite game. Little did I know though, that one day when we were grown this game would still be played, but instead of bragging rights, it would be humanity's fate.
